doesn't leave me It's a strange feeling That I'm sitting in a hole of debt I got there because Didn't give it away Saved it in reserve Love, warmth, lively response The opportunity not to think about fucking tomorrow Yes, Lord, even a cup of coffee Managed to hold on and not drink With loved ones (not me) Those who loved (me) Waiting for me for a long, long time And felt like fools Always looking at me so intently, in such detail, so reverently, afraid to drop me like a crystal vase Crossed out